Once more to the fire Burn your fingers on
your desire Once more to the sun Where
your poison soul will twist within Despair
turns to despise Your reality is feed by
lies You got your money You got your
cash Feed your honey upon your trash You got your fist Your fist in the fire You got your fist Your fist in the fire Your something sad Something special Your something sad Something special Your treated mean Your stayin' keen The moneys in Your made of tin Each
carrot finds its feding hole Work for your
body But your bodys sold You got your
fist Your fist in the fire You got your
fist Your fist in the fire Your
something sad Something special Your
something sad Something special
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